002. ☾ First contact { Action }

[proteusmoon]

Who: Cecil and you!
Broadcast: N/A
Action: Planet, around!
When: October 24th, night

[ After sifting through the changes made to the ship with the disappearance of some of the crew, as well as making sure their newest addition settled in all right, Cecil is a little late making it out to explore the planet they've landed on. That said, she's not sure how it is that she managed to attract such a crowd of natives, much less how they managed to keep her busy with being led around their quaint, dusty home all day. One thing just led to another and she's been sight-seeing and answering an awful lot of questions about herself.

It's now nighttime, she's unwittingly tried enough lighter fluid-flavored liquor to render her a little drunk, and it seems her small following is leading her inside the brothel next. It's unclear whether or not she realizes where they're going, but she's also got a handful of those red stones and she's in a pretty good mood, so she's content to be led along.

Honestly, it's been a trying past couple weeks and she needed this chance to unwind, really. Maybe not quite this much, but beggars can't be choosers. ]

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THE NEXT MORNING - Action

[wilder]

[Kaneis hadn't really said anything to Cecil when she came back to the ship beyond a simple greeting. It's not until later, if she happens to be in the gallery, does he set down a glass of water and a plate of proteins that clearly looked like someone tried very hard to make them look like scrabbled eggs with cheese.]

Here.

[proteusmoon]

[ Cecil has indeed found her way to the galley eventually and Kaneis can find her slumped over their one table, face buried in her arms while she moans quietly every now and then in pain. Everything hurts and, honestly, she knows she should just try healing herself with her white magic, but she's a little afraid of the consequences of trying that while she feels so ill. It might be a bad idea to drain her mana pool, considering she has no idea what was actually in that generously named "alcohol".

That, and, well, she can't focus long enough to cast any spell while the room is still kind of spinning, her head is pounding, and it's a struggle just to stop herself from focusing on the telltale sensation of damaged nerves.

This is a morning where she remembers why she's never liked drinking much.

When she hears someone else in the dining area, she presumes it's Makoto, but she doesn't lift her head to verify, so when there's a soft clatter of a plate touching down in front of her on the table and the voice she hears is actually Kaneis', she's obviously taken by surprised. She straightens up, then looks down at the plate with a little bit of confusion. Did he really do this? For her? ]

Ah— thank you... This is kind of you.

[wilder]

[He gives a little awkward shrug. Not sure what to do with the thank you]

What can I say? I know the walk of regret. Done it many times myself.

[proteusmoon]

[ This is... wildly monumental to her. She didn't think he'd ever even really speak to her again of his own volition after their last conversation. She's glad that doesn't seem to be the case and in spite of how awful she feels, she manages a genuine smile of gratitude and happiness for him. Then she begins to partake in the meager meal. ]

I usually don't do it at all and suddenly I remember why that is.

[wilder]

[Fortunately, even if he had snapped- it did take more than a simple name slip up to ensure that he isn't going to speak to someone again. Hell, maybe this is his peace offering. Who knows]

Yeah, that...sounds about right.

[He gives a little shrug]

You at least have a good time of it? Er, if you can remember it anyway.

[jarredforlife]

[jjjoining the crowd, wat r u doin Cecil...

he has shed his sandwich board from earlier, fortunately]

[proteusmoon]

[ Getting wasted, making bad choices and new friends, of course! It's a typical day in the life of Cecil Harvey, basically.

She doesn't notice him join the group because she's too busy trying to drunkenly explain the concept of magic to a bunch of people with their faces painted up like skulls. ]

[jarredforlife]

[wondering if he should stop her... :|b

weaving through the crowd to get closer to her.]

[proteusmoon]

[ Well, they are now entering the whorehouse, so if he's going to peel her away, now is a good time! The natives seems pretty fascinated with Barakiel too once he gets closer to the center of the throng of people. They don't stop crowding Cecil or give her much room to look around, but they are distantly curious about him as well. ]

[jarredforlife]

[yyyyeah scooting closer to maybe try. tugging Cecil aside either just outside or just inside the brothel, wherever he gets to her first.]

[aberrant_type]

[Someone else might be pretty drunk; luckily, Hange is a canny soldier even when she's wasted and when she spots Cecil she's not afraid to go brushing her way right through the other woman's crowd of admirers to take her by the arm.]

There you are!

[proteusmoon]

[ Well, that certainly works, all right. The people part to make way for Hange easily and Cecil herself suddenly looks entirely, genuinely confused by this turn of events at first. It takes her a bit to catch up with what's going on, but once she does, she's incredibly pleased by the appearance of the other woman. She smiles happily and even laughs a little breathlessly as she feels her arm grasped firmly. ]

Here I am! Where you looking for me?

[aberrant_type]

Ohh, I suppose so? I found you, anyway! [Honestly, she would have happily approached most anyone she knew. But she goes along with Cecil now.] Where are you going? It looks like you found an entourage!

[proteusmoon]

I don't really know. They keep asking me questions. They're like you, but less charming and more clingy.

[ Yes, she definitely just said that with utmost seriousness and a straight face. ]

[aberrant_type]

[Fortunately... Hange howls with laughter and gives Cecil a comradely whack on the shoulder, undeterred even by the other woman's more willowy physique.]

Me, charming? I'd say you're the charming one, saying something like that! Where are we going, hm?

[birdsbirdsbirds]

[hey, sorry crowd, this motherfucker is veering right in and bumping shoulders with Cecil, obnoxiously.]

Heeeey, what's the party for?

[also, drunk. he smells like a bar.]

[proteusmoon]

[ Robin, don't knock into drunk girls. It's not nice. Or safe.

As if to prove that, Cecil stumbles off to the side, grabbing hold of him so she keeps her balance. She frowns tightly at Robin and tries to punch him lightly in the arm for that. While still holding her pretty rock gifts. Yes, it hurts and she winces. ]

[birdsbirdsbirds]

Oof-- [he laughs a little, grabbing onto her arm back, trying his best to straighten everyone out.] I'm sorry, sorry--I didn't mean to bang into you so hard! Sorry...

[depending on how drunk she is, she may or may not notice that Robin's eyes are a lot sharper than his bodily movements--he looks at several people in the crowd around her, trying to decide if he should drag her away from them, all while keeping that stupid tipsy look on his face.]

[proteusmoon]

[ She notices something is different, but if he has his white hair still, she might be more distracted by that. And staring a lot, with confusion. ]

[birdsbirdsbirds]

[oh yeah. he hasn't found any hair dye yet--and hasn't quite gotten desperate enough to try clothing dye or something ridiculous. so, his hair has stayed white. he puts his arm around her shoulder and blinks at her innocently.]

Is there something on my face?

action!

[catamite]

[guess who else is heading... pretty much right for the brothel after getting boozed up in town. this guy!

so, his crowd and her crowd are probably on a melding course outside the doors--some locals from one party recognizing some from the others, bringing them all together. whoo!]

[proteusmoon]

[ Cecil notices that the group gets bigger suddenly much sooner than she probably should have, considering her condition, but it still takes her a bit to squint through the moving walls of bodies and notice the one person there without a skull-face. Imagine her surprise when she actually recognizes this person. ]

Nel!

[catamite]

Heeeeey!...

[he grins and gravitates in her direction--his automatic reaction when he spots a face that he recognizes through the intoxicated haze.


...and it's only a delayed moment or two after that, as he gets close, that where the hell he knows her from finally clicks. along with remembering the fact that he's on some weird planet and that recognizing someone should make absolutely no sense at all. his eyes widen suddenly with the shock of it.]

--Cecil??

[proteusmoon]

[ She shoulders her way through the others to get to him and once she does, she takes hold of his arm a little more gently than she might have if she weren't drunk. Cecil is just immediately fussing over him now. ]

How long have you been here? We've been looking for you! Rin and Robin and me!

[catamite]

Um! Awhile...

[and though he's very glassy-eyed, shock and disbelief is slowly making its way onto his face]

What do you mean? ...Where did you even come from??